My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen gently shook his arm; the movement seemed gentle, but it contained boundless power.

Qin Lingling felt a tremendous force coming from her, and her hands were unable to hold onto Xiao Chen's arms. She was shaken back a few steps and almost fell.

Xiao Chen then picked up Mingcheng again, who was on the verge of death and covered in blood. Mingcheng was now powerless to resist, his body limp like a lump of mud.

A sharp, cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. He exerted force with his arm again, slamming Ming Cheng even more violently into the glass coffee table, which was already covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

The movement was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, as if he were holding not a person, but an insignificant object.

"Clang—!! Boom!"

The loud bang, like a bomb exploding, shook the entire banquet hall.

The sound echoed in the air, lingering for a long time, as if it were about to shatter people's eardrums.

This time, the sturdy tempered glass coffee table could no longer withstand such immense force and shattered with a deafening crash!

Countless shards of glass, like sharp blades, scattered and flew in all directions, gleaming coldly under the light.

The fragments reflected the terrified faces of the people around them, each face etched with fear and despair.

At this moment, the entire banquet hall, which had been filled with clinking glasses and laughter, fell into a deathly silence!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment; everyone held their breath, afraid to make a sound.

You could hear a pin drop; you could clearly hear even the sound of a single needle falling to the ground.

All eyes were drawn to the young figure standing like a demon god amidst the fragments, as if drawn by a magnet.

He stood tall and straight, with a cold and stern gaze, as if everything around him was irrelevant to him.

At his feet lay Mingcheng, convulsing in a pool of blood, barely recognizable as human, a stark contrast to Xiao Chen.

The eyes of the people were filled with extreme shock, fear, and disbelief!

How dare he?!

Everyone present was as if struck by lightning, the thought exploding in their minds, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

This is no ordinary entertainment venue, but the famous Qinren Club with an unfathomable background!
The Qinren Club is like a mysterious fortress hidden in a bustling city, with a complex web of power relationships behind it. Over the years, countless people have tried to cause trouble here, but all of them have ended up in a miserable state.

What's even more chilling is that I've heard the real organizer behind this auction is a mysterious force that even the top families in the ancient city have to respect!
That mysterious force was like a giant beast hidden in the darkness. No one knew its true nature or strength, but its mere name was enough to make the entire ancient city tremble.

Isn't this young man afraid at all?!
Is he insane?!
Or does he have some powerful, unknown background that allows him to act so recklessly?
He Haiyue and the others were so frightened that their legs went weak, like two noodles, unable to support their bodies at all.

They felt their minds go blank, as if all their thoughts had been taken away, leaving only endless fear raging in their minds.

They covered their mouths tightly, their fingers turning white from the force, afraid that the slightest sound would attract the attention of that evil spirit.

Recalling their earlier disdain and provocation towards Xiao Chen, they felt a surge of fear and relief. Thankfully, they hadn't uttered too many provocative words, only a few sarcastic remarks. If they had acted like Ming Cheng, recklessly insulting and provoking him, the consequences would have been unimaginable…

Otherwise, Mingcheng's fate will serve as a model for them!

The bloody, gruesome images kept flashing through their minds, sending chills down their spines.

This guy... is a brutal and ruthless madman!
Every movement and every glance he made revealed a chilling ruthlessness, as if human life was as worthless as grass in his eyes.

Just then, the club's well-trained security personnel were finally alerted by the loud commotion.

They were like a pack of well-trained hunting dogs, surging forth from all directions like a tide upon hearing their master's call.

There were eleven or twelve of them, dressed in uniform black uniforms, their steps were neat and swift, and their eyes revealed vigilance and coldness.

Several of them had prominent bulges at the temples, like two small steamed buns, a sign of vigorous blood and energy from long-term martial arts training.

Their eyes were sharp as eagles, as if they could see through all pretense and lies. Their steps were steady and powerful, each step firm and solid, clearly indicating that they were martial artists with considerable skill.

They quickly surrounded Xiao Chen, forming a tight encirclement, gripping their batons tightly, ready to deal with any possible emergencies.

Their faces were expressionless, like a group of emotionless machines, waiting only for orders from their superiors to launch an attack without hesitation.

"Stop! Release Young Master Ming immediately!"

"Put your hands behind your head and squat on the ground!"

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"

The security captain at the head of the team stood tall and straight like a pine tree, exuding a chilling aura. That aura was extremely sharp, like a blade drawn from its sheath, ready to strike at any moment.

His eyes were sharp as a hawk's, his gaze intense as he stared intently at Xiao Chen, scrutinizing every subtle expression on his face, as if trying to discern his next move from his eyes.

He was well aware of the seriousness of the matter. The fact that the young master of the Ming family had been beaten up like this at the Qinren Club was tantamount to an open provocation against the Ming family.

The Ming family is a force to be reckoned with in the ancient city; if they stomp their feet, the entire city will tremble.

If this matter is not handled properly, the entire club will suffer the Ming family's wrath. At that time, not only the security personnel, but even the club's senior management will likely be in deep trouble.

Therefore, he must take control of the situation as soon as possible, subdue Xiao Chen, and give the Ming family an explanation.

Xiao Chen didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, as if everything around him was irrelevant. The warning sound was like a gentle breeze, lightly brushing past his ears, without stirring any ripples in his heart.

He seemed not to hear the warnings at all, nor did he see the menacing security personnel around him, who appeared to be facing a formidable enemy.

His gaze remained coldly fixed on Mingcheng, who lay at his feet like a dead dog. There was no pity in his eyes, only endless indifference and majesty.

His voice was flat and emotionless, like a bottomless ancient well, without the slightest fluctuation, yet carrying a chilling sense of oppression, like an invisible mountain pressing down on one, making it hard to breathe: "Do you submit?" (End of Chapter)